Lunchtime Break Up
It’s not you,
It’s me.
It’s not the right time.
More wine?
Can’t explain why.
Please don’t cry.
They said to break the news in a public place.
Now the mascara is running down her face.
Don’t send the waiter away.
We’re going to be here all day.
Please put down that knife.
No, I’m not going back to my wife.
You can’t make a scene in here.
Perhaps I haven’t made myself clear.
Waiter! Is that whisky on its way?
She’s twisting everything I say.
It’s not me,
It’s you.
Look, I have to be back by two.
No, nothing’s more important than this.
How about one last goodbye kiss?
No, there’s no one else, I swear.
I wouldn’t even dare.
I would never cheat.
Of course, you make me complete.
What’s that? You’ll throw yourself in front of a train?
Ok, Ok, of course we can try again.
Dessert? For you dear, nothing’s too much trouble.
Waiter! More wine for the lady and make mine a double.
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Posted: Mon Jun 15, 2009 8:47 PM CST